I looked over at Bing Hei as the bidding war began. "You are serious in your need for money, aren't you?"
"You bet your ass," said Bing Hei, not turning his head from the stage an inch, "it's a printed copy, of course. Not that I actually need to consult the manual anyway at this point. It'll be a useful thing, for someone, some Lower Divine Heaven alchemist. Who knows, maybe whoever gets it will be invited to the Middle with their alchemy improved.
So yeah, I have high hopes for this one."
His high hopes were not unwarranted—in the end, the price broke 50 million before all other comers finally backed down. The manual went to the preeminent sect not just in alchemy, but in all major cultivator's crafting paths: The Celestial Artisan Castle, one of the Four Great Divine Schools. At last, it was time for the talent increasing treasures.